Rural Belle & Three Heirs by Harper Hall

Chapter 37 She Has a Good Eye

"You gave me such a nice bag, but I have no idea where to use it," Mia said, holding the luxurious accessory with a bewildered expression. The generosity of the wealthy truly astounded her. A bag of this quality was handed to her as if it were no more than a casual gift. Chloe shot Mia an incredulous glance. "What do you mean you have nowhere to use it? Use it for groceries when you go shopping. Now shoo, I've got to get some sleep," she said, nudging Mia gently out the door.

As Mia reluctantly stepped out, Grant appeared at the top of the stairs, wiping the sweat from his brow after his evening run. Noticing her standing there, he asked, "Mia, what's going on?"

Mia held up the extravagant handbag, her fingers tracing the fine leather as if afraid it might evaporate. "Miss Davis gave me the bag you bought today. I told her I'm just a maid and can't possibly use it, but she insisted I should use it when grocery shopping. This... it just feels wrong."

Grant studied the bag with a discerning eye, his hands casually resting in his pockets. "Hmm, she has a point. A Neverfull is ideal for groceries. The name speaks for itself: it's roomy and can hold quite a bit."

Mia's jaw dropped, her eyes wide with astonishment. "Are you serious?" she stammered, utterly perplexed by the absurdity of the upper class.

As Monday dawned, the household was abuzz with activity. Grant was immersed in his work, while Michael balanced his academic responsibilities with the demands of shooting his latest film. Liam, on the other hand, was entangled in his own frustrations. Despite leveraging all his resources, the elusive biker who had so captivated him made only a fleeting appearance, then disappeared without a trace. Tony offered no useful information, no matter what rewards Liam had provided in exchange, much to the youngest Martin's growing exasperation.

phone. "Eric, it's been nearly a month, and still nothing. You keep

his phone shut, Liam seethed silently. Chloe, seated in the

the biker's contact if Tony lost the race. Perhaps Chloe held the key to his dilemma. Yet, their relationship was strained, especially after Chloe had been injured in that scuffle involving some spoiled

Is that true?" he asked, hoping to engage her in conversation and perhaps find a way to broach the topic

the conversation, "Are you planning to

guess, if it is really a thing," Chloe shrugged. "Just started

parties always have a dance segment.

Chloe looked up from her

you're new and partner-less. Going solo might not be the best idea." Suspicious of Liam's ulterior motives, Chloe

partner, of course," Liam replied

touch of sarcasm, teased, "But you said I don't have any close pals here. Where do you expect me to

Quest University. With me by your side, you'll rock the party. Trust me!" Chloe raised an eyebrow skeptically. To her, the moniker "dance prince"